Mysterious world, I can change my destiny

Chapter 31 City God Temple Street, Huai Yin Pawnshop

"Brother Luo, don't follow me anymore, Tianjing is going to win the first prize in Kyushu, and it's obvious that you will jump into the fire pit for helping me!"

"Brother Ji, don't get me wrong, we're just dropping by. By the way, are you going to Liulichang? I know that place very well!"

"Brother Luo, let's give up on this idea. You don't need to add any more money... I would like to ask, how much more can you add?"

"Brother Ji is a bit of a lion, 3 taels of silver, how many masters of the rivers and lakes can we hire in the past!"

"..."

Accompanied by such conversations, Ji Yuan finally arrived at Changshunfang.

Just at this time, the golden crow lost the last ray of light, and the sky darkened.

Rows upon rows of restaurants, bars, and shops hang high lanterns and light up the lights, exuding a prosperous atmosphere.

Tianjing, as the most benevolent place and the center of Jing Dynasty, naturally wouldn't close its doors at night.

Before the curfew started, the streets were very lively.

The cries of hawkers and the smell of cooking oil from stalls quickly emerged in various squares and markets... intertwined into an extremely strong market atmosphere.

"Brother Ji, do you particularly like antiques?

My house is quite big, and I have collected a lot of calligraphy, paintings, and jade wares. You can come and have a look next time you have time. "

Luo Yuzhen smiled eagerly, and said clearly:

"However, it's too late now, and the time-honored stores like Yuntingzhai and Deyiju are probably all closed, so you won't be able to find any good stuff.

The real connoisseurs come here during the day, because the lights are dim at night, it is often easy to make mistakes, and it is difficult to be serious. "

The third young master of Tongbao Bank is indeed the number one rich second generation in Tianjing.

Whenever he talks about eating, drinking and having fun, he is full of confidence and has something to say.

Ji Yuan raised his eyebrows and asked back:

"Is there a possibility that I just want to buy unscrupulous antiques?"

Luo Yuzhen frowned, and said hesitantly:

"Brother Ji, do you like to collect things buried with the tomb? Necromancers?"

Ji Yuan smiled lightly, but didn't reply.

The last time he visited Liulichang, he discovered a peculiarity.

It's not that the more expensive an antique is, the more likely it is to retain the power of Dao Yun.

For example, Shen Haishi's achievements in painting are not very high.

He specializes in painting mountain spirits and ghosts, so he got the nickname "Ghost Fairy".

It sounds like he is famous, but the three most well-known paintings of him only sell for 600 taels of silver.

However, the volume of "The Bone Bodhisattva's Blissful Night Banquet Picture" has 150 white Dao aggregates left.

On the contrary, it is a famous master in the world, a holy hand in the previous dynasty,

Regardless of the authenticity of their paintings, the aura of Dao Yun is relatively weak.

The reason, Ji Yuan thinks, still falls on Shen Haishi himself.

"Brother Ji, that... the tomb objects, especially the ghost objects, are forbidden to be bought and sold, even if they are kept privately at home, it is considered a violation of Jinglu!"

Luo and Zhen kindly reminded.

"Brother Luo, have you seen this robe?

Beizhen Fusi Tiqi went deep into the Town God's Temple alone to investigate whether there is a problem with the circulation of illegal items in the antique market. This is called dedication.

Besides, as long as you don't take it out, who knows that your house has hidden it? "

Ji Yuan shook the cloud eagle robe, Luo and Zhen were speechless.

Is this what the elder brother and the second elder brother often say, flexibly abide by the bottom line of the law?

The two strode across the street where the stalls were closed, turned around and turned, and came to the Temple of the City God.

Liulichang is divided into three parts, each with different local snakes.

There is a temple on the other side of the West Street, in which the City God is enshrined.

The sage ruled the world, once destroyed the temples and smashed the prostitution.

It is intended that all prefectures, prefectures, counties and counties will build town god's temples, and confer titles on them, and divide them into kings, dukes, marquises, and uncles.

Every year, the local imperial court officials must preside over the sacrifices in person.

Therefore, as long as it is the Town God's Temple, the incense has always been quite strong.

But at night, no one will come to pray to God and worship Buddha.

Luo and Zhen were afraid of getting lost, so they quickened their pace and said nervously:

"I don't come to Town God's Temple much.

West Street is mostly pawnshops, the way things come and go is not very clean, and it is easy to cause accidents, Brother Ji, you have to pay attention. "

The further you go in Liulichang, the darker the sky becomes.

There is no one around, only a pawn shop is open.

Oddly enough, some of their doors are black and others are red.

seem to have different meanings.

"Brother Luo, do you know what it means?"

Ji Yuan asked curiously.

He remembered that the tea stall owner once told him not to enter the red shop, but to enter the black shop.

"My second elder brother said that the red shop collects jewels and jades, most of which are looted by powerful thieves and thieves, so they are eager to sell.

Therefore, the master who dared to open the Hongmen pawnshop was not afraid of trouble, and his ideas were very hard. "

Luo Yuzhen's heart was trembling, and she explained carefully:
"The things that the black shop collects are forbidden items whose origins are unknown and the imperial court does not allow public trading.

Those of the four sects who rob graves and dig graves, come here most often.

Brother Ji, if you want to buy burial objects, such as coffin artifacts, you have to go this way. "

No wonder the street is so deserted.

The customers of this pawn shop are either big bandits or robbers, or they are fighting for money, so they are not serious people.

Ji Yuan's eyes flickered, and he asked again:
"Do you have a reliable connection? You are here, you must see it."

Luo Yuzhen looked back at the way they came from, a dense fog filled the air, and said helplessly:
"My second brother said that the pawnshops on Chenghuangmiao Street, regardless of whether they are red or black, are owned by Buddha.

The black shop at street corner No. 19 is called Huaiyinzhai, and it is in his name. It is a time-honored brand, so there should be no problem.

But... Brother Ji, is it really appropriate for you to wear the Tiqi gown of Beizhen Fusi? "

Ji Yuan pressed the waist knife, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and said:

"I heard that Commander Song of Nanzhen Fusi often comes here, what is a little Tiqi?
What high-ranking officials have never received them?Presumably, they won't be turned away when they see me. "

Seeing that Ji Jiulang was so interested, Luo and Zhen had no choice but to accompany him.

Whether his good sister's marriage will be successful depends on whether the other party is willing to help.

"Brother Ji, there are expensive and cheap artifacts, do you have enough money?"

Luo and Zhen were close to sticking the four characters "Take care of me for money" on their foreheads.

"I'll just take a look, and I may not be able to see something that suits my heart."

Ji Yuan didn't answer, it's no big deal to step on Yang Xiu.

But it is really not easy to stand on stage for the final exam of the martial arts competition in Kyushu.

Jiang Zhong Xungui is not a vegetarian, and he is willing to let a Liaodong mud leg steal the limelight.

In a short time, Ji Yuan found the No.19 shop.

The door panels on both sides seemed to have been painted with ink, dark and gloomy.

There are three big characters "Huaiyinzhai" on the plaque on the head.

There was an oil lamp burning inside, and the light was rather dim.

For ordinary people, I really dare not go in.

Ji Yuan squinted his eyes, and the cold eyes were condensed into a line, and he stepped up the steps and passed the threshold.

Behind the half-person-high wooden counter, a middle-aged man in a melon cap buried his head in front of the ledger.

Feeling the sound of the wind, he shook the oil lamp, looked up hurriedly, shrank his eyes, and asked:
"Does the official treat things as things, or look at things? Or investigate cases?"

Ji Yuan swept around, squeezed out a smile on his face, and said lightly:
"Are you the shopkeeper of the shop? I want to collect some vintage items from the soil."

The man in the melon skin hat nodded and said respectfully:
"Little Zhang Dong. Dare I ask what the official name is?"

Ji Yuan raised his arms and leaned against the counter, and reported himself:
"Ji Jiulang, Fusi of Beizhen. Don't worry, I won't investigate the case of tomb robbery. I just want to find some good things today."

Hearing what Ji Yuan said, the man in the melon skin hat breathed a sigh of relief, smiled a little more, and said:

"So it's Master Ji Jiu, let's invite you inside."

As soon as he was old, he called Ji Yuan, who was only 15 years old, "Master".

But it doesn't look awkward, it's very natural, no wonder it can be the shopkeeper.

Seeing the man in the melon skin hat come out of the counter, holding the oil lamp, he raised the thick curtain that blocked the line of sight, and asked:
"I don't know if Master Jiu likes small objects such as jade, vases, and furnaces, or big objects such as bells, cauldrons, and coffins?"

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